Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 4901 Pregnant?
Soon, Mrs. Sun made a full bowl of noodles, cut a few pieces of pork belly and braised them in brown sauce, poured the meat and soup on top of the noodles and sent them to Lao Yang's house.

Old Yangtou sat on the bed, Yang Huazhong talked with him, and little old Yangtou also came over.

Several people were talking, and it seemed that Lao Yang was still in a calm state. Mrs. Tan was also in the room, sitting on one side, leaning on a cane, with a tense face and not speaking.

Mrs. Sun said hello to little old Yangtou, and brought the noodles to old Yangtou.

Pork belly is very similar, three parts thin and seven parts fat, with the skin attached, and it is red with soy sauce. This is Lao Yangtou's favorite dish.

"It would be great if I had a cup of wine." Old Yang said with emotion.

Yang Huazhong said: "Father, you are still taking medicine at this moment, the doctor told you not to drink alcohol."

Old Yang's head twitched the corner of his mouth: "If you want me to tell you, there is no need to take the medicine. It doesn't count if you spend money to hurt your body, but it can't cure your legs. It's torture! Why don't you give me wine and let me enjoy it?" A few years of Qingfu has been brought down!"

Yang Huazhong laughed along with him, but he didn't agree with Old Yang's words.

"The medicine prescribed by the doctor is not only for curing the legs, but also for other aspects of conditioning. After you finish taking this medicine, you can drink alcohol, please bear with it for now!"

While speaking, Yang Huazhong handed the chopsticks to Old Yang's hand.

Old Yangtou had no choice but to give up, raised his chopsticks, picked up a piece of braised pork, stuffed it into his mouth, and started chewing like a glutinous rice cake.

On the side, the little old Yangtou saw this, smiled and said: "Brother, even if your legs can't get off the ground, your life is really enviable!"

Old Yang Tou chuckled, "There's nothing to be envious of, I envy you for being able to run and walk before it's too late!"

The little old Yang waved his hand: "The third one is filial and treats you well. Look, what kind of food is missing from you? There are many old men in our village who can't eat enough, and their children and grandchildren are sick. Do not give treatment, "

"You know that old man Zhang? A while ago, he caught wind and cold and coughed day and night. His wife thought he was noisy, so she rushed him to the firewood house a long time ago, and he was not allowed to enter the main room."

"That old man Zhang died. He was coughing so badly in the woodshed that no one brought him a bowl of water. It is estimated that no one would know when he died of illness."

Hearing these words, Lao Yang was shocked.

"Hey, it's pitiful to be old! There are no filial sons in front of the sick bed for a long time, and I don't know how long the third child can last." The old man said, and looked up at Yang Huazhong.

Because of the presence of little old Yang, Yang Huazhong smiled awkwardly.

Little old Yang came out of the siege and said: "Brother, you think too much, your third son and the others are the most filial sons, so don't worry!"

Yang Huazhong nodded repeatedly.

Old Yangtou also smiled, and said to Yang Huazhong: "Old man Zhang, you have to go and say hello to his son and wife later, you can't care about the old man like this. You are the Li Zheng of Changping Village. Things have to be taken care of, but we can't let this kind of disobedience spread in our village."

Yang Huazhong nodded again: "Father, don't worry, even if you don't order me, I won't let this matter go."

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At night, Mrs. Sun put the dinner on the table, Yang Huazhong took Old Yang's share to the guest room, and Yang Huamei came over suddenly.

"Why is Mei'er here? Have you eaten yet?" Sun asked.

Before Yang Huamei could speak out, Mrs. Tan spoke out first.

"You're the one asking this question? You must have come here hungry. Anyone with a brain would have thought of it," she said.

Sun blushed a little, and hurriedly told Yang Huamei to sit down, and went to add more dishes for her.

Yang Huamei finally said: "Sister-in-law, don't bother, I can't eat, just come over and see my parents, nothing else."

This one just came back from the county medical clinic, seeing my father just mentioned it in passing, mainly because I wanted to come and see my mother.

She hasn't seen her mother for ten days. In the past, Yang Huamei didn't have any special thoughts, but now, for some reason, as she gets older, she wants to see her mother more and more.

When Mrs. Tan heard this, a loving smile appeared on her face, and she stretched out her hand in Yang Huamei's direction, "Come, come and sit by Mother's side."

Yang Huamei followed her advice and came over to sit down.

Tan's dead-twig-like fingers caressed Yang Huamei's face inch by inch, "I'm so thin, so thin, my eye sockets are sunken, my cheekbones are protruding, and my chin is sharp..."

Yang Huamei held Tan Shi's hand and squeezed out a weary smile: "Mother, I'm not thin, I have been like this for a long time, I did it on purpose."

"Why?" Mrs. Tan was puzzled, "Didn't you get tired of knowing Bai these days?"

Yang Huamei smiled and shook her head: "It's not popular to be fat now, women look better when they are thinner, I see those wives and young ladies in the county town, they are so rich but deliberately dare not eat and drink too much, and they look better when they are thinner. "

"Nonsense!" Tan said, "In my mother's eyes, you are still good-looking when you were a girl in your mother's house. You are white and fat, so festive, and you are pleasing everywhere!"

Yang Huamei was ashamed.

After all, Mrs. Sun went to fetch the bowls and chopsticks and brought them to Yang Huamei, "Mei'er, sit down and eat something together."

"Sister-in-law three, I just said that I can't eat." Yang Huamei said.

This period of time is very tiring, with Dabai, I experienced hope and then disappointment.

Thinking about home, I feel extremely exhausted physically and mentally, but my appetite is not good at all, and I don't want to eat anything.

"Mei'er, why don't you take a few bites by the way, I made braised pork tonight, you should treat it as eating with my mother." Sun advised again.

After hearing this, Yang Huamei had no choice but to pick up the chopsticks.

Mrs. Tan was very satisfied with this, and continued to serve Yang Huamei with braised pork.

"Your taste follows your father. You used to love braised pork. Come on, eat more. Eat long meat."

Yang Huamei saw more and more braised pork in her bowl, and for some reason, her stomach suddenly turned upside down.

"Mother, I really can't do it..." She put the bowl back on the table, covered her mouth, turned around and ran outside the main room, retching in a gloom.

In the main room, Mrs. Tan was dumbfounded.

"This meat...is delicious, what's wrong with Mei'er?" She murmured.

Sun said: "Perhaps her stomach has a cold, so she feels nauseous when she sees You Hun. I'll go see her."

Mrs. Sun also turned around and left the room.

After a while, she helped Yang Huamei in, and Yang Huamei covered her heart with one hand, still looking very uncomfortable.

Tan's gray brows raised, "Mei Er, you must be pregnant, right?"

(End of this chapter)